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Think About It... Some members think of "triangulation" as a dysfunctional behavior perpetrated on them by a person with BPD. And why not - this is how we often see triangles when we are in them and the '"odd man out"! However, seeing it this way is exactly the opposite of what we want to do to end the drama.. ~ Skippy
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« Reply #20 on: March 13, 2011, 05:15:27 AM »

1bravegirl,
     I can see that you are trying to get back what progress you two had made.  
     For the job, if they have settled your schedule back to your agreed times, then you could work that job until you have the other offer and set a start date.  Then give your notice, explaining the difficulty you are having with the drive.  They will just have to accept that you aren't going to be able to deal with that commute.  

     My commute is to short.  I wish it was about two hours, and maybe three.  The shorter it is, the sooner I get to be raged at by my UBPDW.  I am cooking almoast all the meals and get to hear how bad I cook.  She will make up something bad if she can.  This weekend, I have made Breakfast, Lunch, & Dinner Friday, today, and will tomorrow.  Tonight I grilled Tiger Shrimp, with Drawn Butter, Asperigrass, and made a salad.  She did have to tell me how good it was, and seemed happy for once.  Tomorrow, I will Steam Lobster tails that I got at Safeway on sale.  Sounds pretty good anyway.  I just hope she dosn't dysregulate.

YOU TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF AND TRY TO SETTLE DOWN.  You both seem to be on edge together.

       
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« Reply #21 on: March 13, 2011, 05:33:43 AM »


hey brave girl,

my SO does very similar things, he jsut moved in 4 months ago and he throws things out to make space for himselfand his stuff  rolleyes rolleyes rolleyes - yes, my house is full of old junk, but some of it is valuable to me, cause its my grand parents house...

but hang in there, look after yourself   Empathy
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« Reply #22 on: March 13, 2011, 12:41:23 PM »

Yes, I think there could be residual stress from your sister's ordeal--kind of like battle fatigue where you fight hard to get through it and then comes no strength at all for a short while.

Your employer should adhere to the hours agreed upon and you can explain the reason you bring it up is the extra hours and commute are proving to be hard on your body. I would not mention the other job until you give notice, unless you want to give notice now.

There's no doubt that living with someone with BPD means some things do not make good sense--as in him searching for food you'd saved for later. (Best hiding place may be inside extra towels where you can go in bathroom and retrieve it without him seeing you.) H and I always ask each other about food we have specifically picked up. Will ask about sharing last one. Your h shouldn't have touched, but he didn't even halve it!

About getting work done, I ask h during week that on Saturday could he see about clearing out whatever while I work on something else. Saturday is a work day around here. Doing something that is not his idea can easily bring the put upon sighing and groaning. That's what I've noticed here.

Whenever I'm enthusiastic, there is a lot of negative behavior from h. Your jobs make you the source of a lot of activity and that is what he may see as a lack of his importance. What follows for me is usually a scene so I'm not so happy anymore. If I knew the answer I'd tell you. It isn't therapy because that has not changed him except for eliminating rages. Nutty behavior is still there.

You are smart to avoid too much at one time. Can always talk to him at a good time later.



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« Reply #23 on: March 13, 2011, 11:47:04 PM »

Thank you both.. A and A..lol

I had to follow my gut with the job and just lay the cards on the table..  I couldn't fathom the thought of having to drive in there one more day under these circumstances.. that being my neck is in such pain and the drive alone is killing me!~ Not to mention the work load is tremendous and way more than one front desk person should be doing.  
when they said i'd be running the front office I pictured something more of a supervisory role and just manning the fort so to speak.

Not working my butt off to the point where I can't even talk to the patients that come in.  I mean they have that one front office person signing in patients for 3 different providers, then registering all walk in urgent care patients during the course of the entire day and these people are not in the system.  
So the paperwork involved and adding them in the system is work enough.. not to mention making charts for everyone, data entry on the computer that is way more involved than the norm for someone trying to watch the front desk and register the patients that are already scheduled for the day with their Dr, and also collecting all the co pays and posting every payment, and don't forget to post all the checks that just came in today s mail.! shocked  

All this while you are juggling tons of walk ins that are from local businesses that they send over to do Physicals, DMV exams, Drug/Tox screens and the like.

So more paperwork and copying paper and DMV stuff and then typing the paperwork up in the midst of running all I mentioned!  Can you imagine.

THey would allow you to just write the info on the DMV papers but the office person said she preferred we type it.  So I had to stop doing my thing, go to another area and type 4 sheets of papers out with patient info and the Dr he is seeing on an old Typewriter that doesn't even have a correction key!

It is just ridiculous to think of the amount of steps involved during the course of the day for one person trying to cover so much ground.   I managed to do it all but it is such a feeling of hamster on a wheel getting nowhere, that I had no joy doing any of it.    

So when I left that message tonight on the managers voicemail I felt a sense of RELIEF come over me that I was longing for.

I called and left a message stating that I just was contacted by another employer that I had applied for around the same time that I had with them and this job is less than ten minutes away from my house.  I gave my deepest regretful apologies but said that due to how long I had been looking for a position and now with this one being available and part time/ permanent and so close to home, with that job being about 45 minutes away, I could not allow this opportunity to pass me by.   I offerred my services on Saturday if she wanted to still use me while they trained someone else for the next few saturdays but as it stands now, this Dr here wants me to start asap so I will be working on that this week.

I thanked her very much for the opportunity and said that I did feel a sense of commitment and obligation towards her and the company and would love to help out a few weeks if it would help ease any stress but I had to take advantage of this position so close to home...  end of discussion.


So thats that.  I am so grateful that I got the phone call.  The thought of going back there was making me overwhelmed just thinking about it.  Not only did the work load not make sense, the people there were very different.  NOt very happy at all or that friendly and just a weird bunch of folks.   Questioned me to why I was humming or asking me.."were you singing?"  in the am, since I guess most are grumpy, but I said yes,,  and then she said,  "I used to hum, or sing..."    

It was just very different from any medical facility i've worked at and there was a very uneasy feeling in the air.     I couldnt put my finger on it but i dont need to either.  Im not going to miss that one.

So now I will wait for the call back from the Surgeon and when we will meet and leave it in Gods hands.  

I was so tired this weekend that today I slept until noon.  12 solid hours and I could of slept more.   I don't remember ever sleeping that long in years...

Then I was able to visit my sister and get something to eat and come home, walk the dogs and now i'm back in bed.   H is acting much more understanding about my concerns and being more considerate for now.
He cooked and cleaned and fed all the animals while I was gone and seems to be more intuned with my feelings withiout me saying much in a few days.

I had to laugh AtBay about hiding stuff between towels.  lol  thanks  i'll remember that.   I totally feel you on him not even leaving a piece of it! you no?  I would of been much more at ease with it if he could of left me a tiny chunk... but nooooooo.. he ate every stinkin bit of it!

so it is a matter of respect and since then he has bought me a few to make up for it but he just needs to avoid doing that period.    and i'll keep hiding stuff just incase he gets off balanced again.  or should i say when he does.

Yep, they are a strange group of folks to be living with huh?  

but today I am feeling more hopeful for myself and my health now that I pulled the plug on that dang, funky job.  And now I can open myself back up to more opportunities in my own life.   personal life that is.

take care all and have a good week.  1bg
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« Reply #24 on: March 14, 2011, 01:29:29 AM »

My gosh, that job was not for you! I can't believe they weigh down their intake person with all the clerical jobs, etc. Leaving now was the only thing to do, if you ask me. I had no idea what they were putting you through.

Sleeping is good medicine and your body wanted rest after going through so much lately, it sounds like. The surgeon is lucky to get you, and good luck.


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« Reply #25 on: March 14, 2011, 01:15:36 PM »

Isn't that crazy!   I slept 11 hours again last night~!   It proves my point that that job was KILLING me.. so I had no choice is right..   Thanks AB...

Hi lilymountain!~ sorry  i missed ya..   I am sorry that you have to experience the same madness my dear..  its rough but we shall survive!    stand strong everyone..   neck still out today..   so not around the corner here yet..     ;p
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« Reply #26 on: March 14, 2011, 03:34:39 PM »

I've dealt with the my stuff is junk, too.  When H originally moved in, he packed up most of my stuff and put it in storage, to make room for his junk.  I didn't care a whole lot until I went to wrap a present...where's the wrapping paper?  In storage.  I went a little ballistic over that, I mean, come on, wrapping paper?  And finding out shortly before my d was going to a party.

It's come up again while trying to re-fi the house, they wanted copies of this, that and the other thing.  I used to keep papers in a couple of boxes in the basement.  I have no clue where those are now, when H moved out, he put boxes of my stuff in the garage and basement, a lot of them.  I haven't had the energy/desire to deal with them.  But your post and lillymountain's post, I'm thinking, that was insensitive to just assume that my stuff could go to make room for his stuff.

I put my foot down when he made moves towards the kitchen.  Kung foo pandy, back off buddy.  One day this huge 8 toast toaster showed up, my counterspace is way too small.  You know?  How often do I need to make 8 pieces of toast all at the same time?  Ummm, never.  I think that was our first fight.  A girl has to do what she has to, when it comes to counter space.  Hi YAH!  Back!
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« Reply #27 on: March 14, 2011, 03:48:18 PM »

Lol, 8 pc. toaster.

That's hilarious. You're still loading the last one in when the first one pops out.
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« Reply #28 on: March 14, 2011, 05:00:05 PM »

8 slice toasters are not funny!  8 slice toasters are stupid.  WHACK!  No toaster validations!  Karate kick, toaster flies down the driveway!  Run it over!  Back up, run it over AGAIN.  Yay.

Just kidding, he packed it up and put it in storage.  Doing the right thing
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« Reply #29 on: March 14, 2011, 07:02:45 PM »

is what H likes to do or the home improvement store. I don't know what all he does, but he is gone a really long time on occasion. No complaints from me.

Hope things make your h rethink some of his recent statements that bothered you.
 




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